11:10 AM |
Everyone keeps asking me if I'm okay.
What am I supposed to tell them?
"No, I'm not okay"...and then what?
It just doesn't work that way.
"Are you okay?" is a rhetorical question...there's only one right answer; one answer safe and convential and conversational enough to give. Anything less will only result in a potential downpour of tears and confessions which lose their lustre as they jerk from lips which have locked them in for far too long.
"I'm okay."
That's all you have to say.
Then you're safe. The conversation will end comfortably, without any unneccessary awkwardness. You won't have to explain anything.
It just ends there.
A girl razors the canvas of her wrist to feel alive;
While another spends the night crying into her pillow
because she's realized that love hits hard.
A guy stands at the edge of a bridge because
he saw his girlfriend with another guy last night;;
And another hangs himself because he has no-one.
A girl makes herself throw up to feel a sense of control;
another person does cocaine for the same reason.
And these are supposed to be the best years of our lives?
Ahh. Enough of the inane moody cow-ness.
My apologies for the Oh-Woe-Is-Me Syndrome.
I promise y'all a happy hyper post next time. (: